He doesn't know where Vash is, due to everything going on, so he gets Rusty to deliver for him. The dogs nose knows. He would use Beat but he worries Beat would just run off with the delivery and bury it.
So one day Vash gets Rusty trotting up to him, a basket in his mouth. Inside the basket is a letter and a carefully constructed - if a little lopsided as all of Pure Vanilla's creations are - crocheted Blondie Cookie. The shape is gingerbread man, the hair color is a little off but done up in Vash's gentle flop, and the eye color is spot on. It even comes complete with a cute little coat and felted on sunglasses!
The letter reads, in Vanilla's gentle flowing script:
"I am sorry this took so long, but I had to learn quite a many new techniques to get it right! I do apologize for the offshade of hair, I couldn't dye the yellow right, and realized if I kept trying I would never complete it! I hope it brings you some comfort or amusement in these days, I know things are rough and I understand your desire to be alone, but always know I am with you, even if just in this manner.
I love you, my dear, and should you ever need me, you know where to find me."
The little doll smells vaguely of vanilla, obviously used with his wool, and should Vash hold it up in the moonlight, it will shimmer and shine with a gentle iridescence.
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So one day Vash gets Rusty trotting up to him, a basket in his mouth. Inside the basket is a letter and a carefully constructed - if a little lopsided as all of Pure Vanilla's creations are - crocheted Blondie Cookie. The shape is gingerbread man, the hair color is a little off but done up in Vash's gentle flop, and the eye color is spot on. It even comes complete with a cute little coat and felted on sunglasses!
The letter reads, in Vanilla's gentle flowing script:
"I am sorry this took so long, but I had to learn quite a many new techniques to get it right! I do apologize for the offshade of hair, I couldn't dye the yellow right, and realized if I kept trying I would never complete it! I hope it brings you some comfort or amusement in these days, I know things are rough and I understand your desire to be alone, but always know I am with you, even if just in this manner.
I love you, my dear, and should you ever need me, you know where to find me."
The little doll smells vaguely of vanilla, obviously used with his wool, and should Vash hold it up in the moonlight, it will shimmer and shine with a gentle iridescence.